07 January 2011

flashback friday

flashing back. once again.

to a day like this. my childhood family room posing with my grandparents. I think I was five. please note the gun above the fireplace. yeah, my dad is kind of into guns. for hunting, of course.

to this day. a week ago sharing brunch with grandpa (and grandma, though not pictured) now older, slower and that much closer to meeting His Savior. I asked him how he was doing and he looked at me with that sparkle in his eye and said, "well, you know, I'm old. I don't mind getting older, I'm just so thankful for children who love God and know Him." I'm so thankful Jack got to ride on his walker.

learning to adjust to growing older and that this is not our home.


I took Jack outside today to let him explore the snow. He just sort of starred at it. It might have seemed deep to his tiny legs, but he loved it all the same. He stood, taking it all in and looking around as if the yard was a forest. It must be to him. I wonder what everything else seems to him? Does he see his crib as his very own home? Because he sure does love playing in it. I could leave him in there for about 20 minutes or so and he will read books to himself, play with toys and simple just have conversations with himself. I can say where he got that from. I was quite the inventor of imaginary friends as a kid. I wonder what he'll name his friends. What does he think when I play music really loud and dance around the house? Does it sound like a live concert to him? I should probably not turn it up so loud. What does he think about driving in the car? Eating cookies and ice cream? Meeting strangers who want to love on him, but he has no idea who they are? What is going on in that little blond head of his? What does he think when John and I tease each other? What does he think when I tell him not to unroll the toilet paper? I don't think he thinks anything besides the fact that it is fun and he wants to do it. Yup, pretty sure that's it.

We're in for a ride with this one. Wouldn't have it any other way.


Julie said...

i love your grandparents..

Les is more said...

Mel, he looks like a 5 year old! Quite a distinguished fellow!

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